Chapter 909 - 128 Silly son
"Why have you come back?" Dawang’s icy voice suddenly rang out behind him, startling Da Qiangzi into a shiver. He wiped off the greedy drool that had trickled down his chin, and his face, which had been full of joy, instantly twisted into a bitter gourd-like grimace.
"My son? My son! Dad has missed you to death! Dad has missed you to death!"
As Da Qiangzi turned around, his face immediately revealed that deep, affectionate expression only seen when seeing one’s child after many years apart. It has to be said, Da Qiangzi was truly an actor through and through; his tears came on cue.
"My son!"
Calling his son’s name over and over, Da Qiangzi quickly walked a few steps and embraced the already stunned Dawang, petting his back with indulgent hands. Yet in his heart, he was already feeling sentimental, nearly four years had passed since he last saw his elder son, who had grown so tall that he could barely wrap his arms around him.
Meanwhile, Dawang, tightly held by Da Qiangzi, was completely baffled. He had just been working in the back when he was told that a shabbily dressed man was looking for him. He was puzzled, not expecting it to be his own father!
Still, this destitute figure of his father was so different from the dazzling image he remembered.
However different the impression might be, when his father held him in his arms and called out his name, Dawang still felt a warm glow in his heart, and his eyes began to well up with tears. This was the feeling of a father-son connection, wasn’t it?
"You..." Dawang only got the word "you" out before he couldn’t speak any further. He wanted to call him dad, but remembering this man’s abandonment for a despicable woman made it impossible for him to say the word. And thinking of his mother’s suffering, he found it even harder to open his mouth.
After holding his son for a moment, Da Qiangzi pushed him away and looked into Dawang’s eyes again, pained by the tears he saw there.